the story, continued ...
We sit in the room and eat, drink, and talk about nothing in particular. ?tienne leaves the room for a few minutes, and D?sir?e comes over to me and gets real close, asking me if I like her.
?I loved sucking your cock,? I say.
?I hope you like the rest of me,? she purrs.
?tienne returns. ?Let?s do the other shoot before it?s ?too late,? he says, ?And then I will answer your questions.?
D?sir?e excuses herself. ?tienne ushers me into a different room that?s set up for photography, with a large bed.
?I want to shoot you with D?sir?e again.?
?How?? I ask.
?I have learned,? he says, ?that the girls are best left to set the scenes themselves. Follow her lead, as before.?
The door opens and D?sir?e stands there. She looks younger than me, now dressed as a schoolgirl with a plain white blouse, short tie, dark plaid skirt with pleats, frilly white ankle socks, and a pair of black flat shoes. Her red hair hangs in two braided pigtails. She skips across the room and stands right in front of me.
?What do you think?? she giggles.
I am speechless. She looks like she has stepped out of a wet dream.
?You?re blushing,? she says. ?And after sucking my cock. That is so cute.? She kisses me on the mouth and takes my hand, leading me to the bed. ?Sit down,? she says, and then whispers in my ear, ?You?re the new teacher at school. I have a crush on you,? she says.
D?sir?e leans into me, seated on the bed, puts my face against her blouse, and places one my hands on her leg. ?Seduce me,? she says, breathily. ?I will be easy.? ?tienne?s camera begins to flash.
I stand to kiss her. Our tongues dance together, and I hold her tightly.
?You are so beautiful,? I whisper into her ear. ?So sexy.?
?Maybe I can be your number-one girl?? she asks. It makes me think of Keliana, and D?sir?e reminds me that Keliana wants this for me. I sit back down on the bed and she sits beside me, smoothing out her skirt. I run my fingers through her hair and kiss her neck. She moans softly and places my hand on her knee, gently pushing it up her leg. Soon my fingers touch her panties.
?Rub my cock,? D?sir?e says, with a hungry tone. ?Make me hard.? I do, and she starts to rub my cock through my pants. She squeezes me, and I squeeze her and feel her panties moisten.
?Ooh,? D?sir?e says, with a little laugh in her voice. ?You?ve made me leak. Now I have to be your dirty little slut!? With that, she gets off the bed and down on her knees, unzips my pants, pulls out my cock, and begins to lap gently at the head. I feel some of my precum drip onto her tongue.
As D?sir?e continues to suck me, I feel my legs tense. She stops, suddenly. ?Not so quickly. I want your cum in my pussy.? She climbs on the bed and gets on all fours. ?Take off my panties, teacher,? she commands. ?Don?t you want to lick my pussy.?
I climb up behind her and pull down her white cotton panties. Her cock is hard and sticking out, and her beautiful behind is glistening from her precum, which has leaked into just the right place.
?Please kiss my pussy,? she says. I lick and taste her hole. D?sir?e moans loudly, reaches back, pulls my legs closer, and grabs my cock, still sticking out from my unzipped pants.
?Take these off!? she barks. I do so, quickly. ?Take everything off!?
In a flash, I am completely naked, and I return to her pussy. As I probe it with my tongue, I stroke her wonderful girl cock.
?I am ready for you,? D?sir?e announces. ?tienne?s camera continues to flash. D?sir?e wiggles her exquisite ass. I kiss her hole again and slip my hand over the crack, entering her with one finger. ?More,? she moans.
I work two, and then three fingers into her and fuck her gently with them. I notice a stream of precum dripping from her cock all the way down to the bedspread. Her pussy is hot and tight.
?Fuck me with your cock, teacher,? says D?sir?e. ?I want you inside.? I position myself behind her and rub the wet tip of my cock against her hole. Suddenly, she backs up against me violently and forces me into her all the way to my balls, in one motion.
?Mmmmmm,? she groans. Her hole tightens around me. She reaches back and grabs my ass. I feel her fingernails gently scraping against my skin, and it drives me wild. I begin to buck into her with wanton desire.
?That?s it, baby,? cries D?sir?e, in her sexy French accent. ?Make me your dirty little schoolgirl slut.?
?My god,? I cry out. ?This is amazing. You are so tight.?
?Yes,? says D?sir?e, ?I am tight for you because I?m a virgin.?
I chuckle quietly at this part of her roleplaying, as I continue to fuck her.
?I don?t pretend,? she says, her voice becoming breathier. ?Yours is the first real cock inside of me.? She pulls me in deeper. I continue to fuck her and feel that I?m going to cum, and soon.
I want it,? she moans. ?I want your hot cum deep inside of me!? I pound her harder and harder.
?Stroke mine,? she demands. ?Make me cum with you.? Reaching around, I take her beautiful cock in my hand and stroke as I ram myself into her pussy. I feel it growing and she begins to grunt. ?Together, please!? she shouts.
?Tell me when,? I say straining not to cum.
?Now!? D?sir?e screams at the top of her lungs. ?Fill me!? I begin to pump my cum into her violently, just as she erupts in my hand and shoots a hot stream of her girl cum across the bed.
After a minute, D?sir?e collapses on the bed. I fall on top of her. She continues to squeeze me gently inside of her until I finally soften and slip out. Cum oozes out everywhere.
I hear ?tienne?s voice. ?Clean her,? he says. It?s something new to me, but I bend down and lick up every drop. When I finish, D?sir?e turns over. She is beautiful. She lifts herself up to kiss me. It feels romantic.
?Now I am a real woman,? she whispers.
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After we recover from fucking, D?sir?e clean ourselves up and go back to the room with the food and wine. ?tienne is waiting and says it?s time to go. D?sir?e comes over and whispers in my ear. ?I want to sleep with you tonight, when you come back. In your bed.?
?Let?s go,? says ?tienne. He takes me to his car for a drive around Paris, and tells me the full story. The policewomen who abducted me are the ?enforcers? for a cartel of pornographers in Paris who have long controlled the market for magazines with special girls. The ?Chic? and ?CUMM International? magazines are outside their control, and they?re angry.
The old gentleman from England is well known throughout Europe for the assistance he has given to models over the years, and he is largely responsible for ?CUMM International? hiring Keliana as its new top model. He also arranged the ?Chic? photoshoots, hiring ?tienne because he is one of the few erotic photographers in Paris not in the cartel?s clutches. Keliana has become very popular in France in a very short time.
The cartel, he explains, somehow learned about my quest to find Keliana and they think I?m their easy way to her and force her to shoot for them. Not even D?sir?e, he tells me, in all her beauty, compares in impact to what Keliana does to the men who see her in magazines. She would be very valuable to the cartel.
Suddenly, the car stops. ?I have a gift for you,? he says. We are in the 4th arondissement, parked in front of Notre-Dame de Paris on the ?le de la Cit?. It?s late, the cathedral is dark, and the street is nearly empty.
?You must trust me and follow these instructions precisely,? ?tienne says, pointing out the window. ?Go around enter into the door. Go up the stairs and turn left. Count seven pews and sit. It will be very dark. Be quiet and wait. You will be safe. Find your way back here when you?re done.? He reaches across me and opens my car door.
I follow the instructions. As I sit, in the dead silence of the cathedral, I suddenly hear creaking wood and then feel a presence. A soft hand touches mine. I feel breath in my ear and there is a whisper.
?I am grateful for your help.? I begin to turn my head, but she tells me to look forward. ?Find me in London, darling. Find your Keliana.?
And just as quickly, she is gone. I jump up and look around. There is nothing but darkness. My heart races.
After a few minutes, I decide to find ?tienne. As I open the outer door, a large envelope falls to the ground. I pick it up and run to ?tienne?s car, getting in.
?You are fine?? he asks.
?It was Keliana,? I say, barely able to catch my breath.
?Open the envelope.? He turns on the light. There are three more issues of ?CUMM International,? with Keliana on the covers.
?There is something else,? ?tienne says. ?Look inside.? I find a smaller envelope with my name on the outside. It looks as if someone has kissed the envelope with lipstick on. I touch the kiss, and it feels warm, as if kissed in the past minute or so. I open it to find a note.
?Don?t wear yourself out, darling. Find me in London, and ?tienne may be there, too.?
I look at ?tienne, who smiles, puts the car in gear, and drives us back to his house.
to be continued ...
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